After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 62

Mr. Lu, the person in charge of the Xuanmen in the capital, was a rather refined middle-aged man wearing frameless glasses. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai, I have long admired your name. Daoist Qingxu often mentions you."

The egret smiled and nodded slightly, without saying a word.

What does it mean to mention it frequently?
She doesn't want to be mentioned so often!
To some extent, Bailu is socially awkward; she felt a little uncomfortable with so many people watching her.

If she had known there would be so many strangers there, she would never have come.

But there's an old saying in China—

come all come...

She carefully managed her expression and led Bai Wei and Bai Chen to sit down next to Daoist Songfeng—since we're just killing time anyway, let's have a meeting!
Bai Wei and her sister followed their sister obediently, doing whatever she did, without being particularly talkative or concerned with anything else.

However, two young men in the conference room frowned. They felt that Bailu's failure to respond to Mr. Lu was disrespectful!
But he didn't say anything.

Master Qingxu sat back down in his seat: "Xiaolu, we've named this incident 'Construction Site No. 3.' You handled this matter. Did you notice anything unusual at the scene?"

Strange?

The egret racked its brains but couldn't find any useful information.

After all, it was nighttime, and it was the first time she had Bai Wei and Bai Chen practice their skills. She kept a close eye on them, not daring to relax for a moment, for fear that something unexpected might happen.

In that emergency, there was no time to pay attention to many details. After she came out, the tomb collapsed, so she reported it to Master Qingxu and didn't think about it anymore.

This "Construction Site No. 3" has come to an end for her.

But who knew that she was specifically called back tonight, and the meeting room looked so tense, could something have happened again?
Zombies resurrected?

That's absolutely impossible.

"No."

Bai Lu suppressed her doubts and gently shook her head: "The scene was quite chaotic at the time, and I didn't pay much attention. Did something else happen?"

Master Qingxu's expression was solemn: "After a whole day of research, we have discovered that this place is very likely a corpse-raising ground!"

Egret: "???"

No, isn't it obvious?

She thought Master Qingxu was going to say something frightening!
Her expression was somewhat subtle, but seeing so many people around, she softened her tone and said, "It is indeed a corpse-raising ground; you can't raise hairy zombies if it's not a corpse-raising ground."

"Mao Jiang!!"

Daoist Songfeng was utterly shocked: "You mean the hairy zombie? Not the black zombie?!"

The zombie corpses they saw matched the characteristics of black zombies! How could they be hairy zombies?
Master Qingxu's expression grew increasingly solemn: "Xiaolu, please explain in detail."

It wasn't that he didn't believe Bai Lu's words; it was just that he knew Bai Lu's strength, which made him even more cautious.

Their country has developed Mao Zedong Thought!
What a serious situation!
Fortunately, the egret had already killed it; if it had escaped, things would have been terrible!
Master Qingxu was unaware of the seal on the tomb. If Bailu hadn't broken the seal completely, the zombie would have been unable to emerge for at least a hundred years, at most bringing endless bad luck to the people of this land.

So now all he has to do is imagine these invulnerable, sun-proof zombies grabbing and devouring people on the street, and how those who are grabbed and devoured are slowly assimilated into zombies, who then turn on the task of grabbing and devouring others...

The scene was chilling.

"This zombie is indeed a hairy zombie, but I injured it during our fight, which damaged its cultivation and caused it to fall to the level of a black zombie. We killed it while it was in its black zombie state, so it's not surprising that it retains the characteristics of a black zombie."

Bai Lu spoke the truth, but the meeting room still fell silent.

People were tapping their pens on the table, but they've all stopped now.

Many people exchanged glances with those around them, their expressions extremely subtle.

Then they all turned to look at Bai Lu, unable to believe that this young girl had such an ability.

A young man suddenly laughed, speaking for everyone: "You mean, you, no, the three of you killed a hairy zombie? Do you even know what level of zombie a hairy zombie is? Even Mr. Lu and Master Qingxu wouldn't dare say they could have escaped unscathed!"

Mr. Lu: "..."

The young man didn't notice Mr. Lu's increasingly cold expression, and even kindly explained some facts to the egret—

"Zombies, apart from being transformed by the mother's corpse poison, can be artificially created. Some evil cultivators with wicked intentions will put corpses into corpse-raising grounds to cultivate them in order to make it easier to control zombies."

"The corpse-raising sites we just mentioned need to meet conditions such as being dark and damp, having special soil energy, being sparsely populated, having heavy yin energy, and being dark. This kind of environment makes the corpses less likely to decompose, and can preserve the corpses while raising zombies."

"After the body is placed in the morgue, as long as the body does not decompose, it will start to grow fuzzy white hair all over its body. At this time, the body can regain some mobility, but it will move slowly and be extremely afraid of sunlight, fire, water, chickens, dogs and people."

"If they are fed with the essence of cattle and sheep at this time, after several years, their white hair will be replaced by a body covered with black hair several inches long. Zombies at this stage are called black zombies. The zombies we are digging up now fit this characteristic. Although zombies at this stage are still afraid of sunlight and fire and move relatively slowly, they are no longer afraid of chickens and dogs."

"Then, after feeding it with human essence and blood for another two years, the black zombie body will emit green corpse aura. At this stage, it becomes a green zombie. Compared with white zombies and black zombies, they jump faster and are only afraid of sunlight and blazing fire."

"White zombies, black zombies, and green zombies are all low-level zombies with certain weaknesses, making them relatively easier to deal with. Hairy zombies, on the other hand, are mid-level zombies. Their fur is harder and darker, and their skin has become as hard as iron. They are no longer afraid of ordinary fire and sunlight, which means they can go out during the day. The combat power of one hairy zombie is greater than that of ten green zombies!"

"If you had told me you turned a green zombie into a black one, I wouldn't have said so much to you. You've gone too far with your showing off! Everyone can understand that a young newcomer like you wants to show off in front of Mr. Lu and Master Qingxu, but this... is too much!"

As he spoke, his gaze toward the egret was full of disapproval and a hint of condemnation!
Egret: "..."

You're the one who loves to show off!

Did I ask you to explain things? You just start babbling on and on!

so annoying!
A hint of displeasure appeared on the egret's face.

That's why she loves farming!
You'd never encounter such a nitpicker if you were a farmer. The vegetables in her garden would never say a word to her!
Just as she was thinking about how to say something in a sophisticated way, a small firecracker next to her was set on fire!

Bai Chen stood up abruptly with a "whoosh," the chair scraping against the ground making a screeching sound. All eyes that had been focused on Bai Lu shifted to Bai Chen.

Bai Chen's lips curled into a cold smile: "I think you're the one who wants to show off! Our Master Qingxu and your Mr. Lu haven't said a word, but you're the one who's been talking nonsense, talking about white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, and hairy zombies, making it sound so sensible. How many zombies have you seen? How many zombies have you fought? Saying my sister is young? Saying my sister is a newcomer? She's still more impressive than you!"

The words "you" and "we" conveyed the subtle nuances of distance and intimacy. Master Qingxu was quite pleased and was about to respond when Bai Chen put his hands on his hips.

"Let me tell you all, firstly, whether these zombies are black zombies, hairy zombies, or whatever kind of ghost zombies, we killed them all. That's an indisputable fact! It proves our strength! That's our strength in fighting zombies!"

Bai Chen had to emphasize this point: not everyone in this world has the ability to kill zombies!
"Secondly, my sister was personally invited by Master Qingxu. Don't you all understand the significance of this? What level of person is Master Qingxu? Would he invite an ordinary, nobody to a meeting? Ask Master Qingxu if my sister has the ability to kill a zombie? Does she have the qualifications to sit here?"

"You, it's you! The one who was just babbling on and now pointing at yourself with a pen! Who specifically called to invite you here? What are your special skills? What contribution can you make to this case? Do you even deserve to sit at this table?"

"you!"

The young man, angered by Bai Chen's retort, turned even greener than the green zombie: "Master Qingxu invited your sister, not you! What special skills do you have! Did you kill the zombies?!"

"I am but a humble person, but I also contributed an irreplaceable amount of effort last night!"

Bai Chen raised his head, his voice filled with nothing but pride, and looked at the young man with utter contempt: "Besides, even if I don't have any special talents, I have my sister!"

He used his position to intimidate others, saying, "Don't you need my sister's help anymore? Do you want her to leave? Sister, let's go!"

okay!

As soon as Bai Chen finished speaking, Bai Lu made a move to stand up. Bai Chen was still somewhat useful; his words really touched her heart!
Despite her social anxiety, it's not in her nature to swallow her anger after being put in a difficult position. After all, if she swallowed it once, she would do it again. She came back from her past to cultivate diligently, not to swallow her anger.

Moreover, given the current state of the Xuanmen sect, she has no problem becoming the head of a city if she wants to.

Why should you swallow your anger?

Seeing that Bai Lu was about to leave in anger, Master Qingxu quickly said, "Xiao Lu, don't take it to heart with a young man! Mr. Lu, I suggest that the young man leave first."

"Zhang Yu, get out."

Mr. Lu had a tense expression.

Since Master Qingxu had already spoken up, he naturally wouldn't refuse him.

Moreover, Master Qingxu's words clearly placed the egret on an equal footing with himself, which demonstrates the egret's importance.

This was the first time he had ever seen Daoist Qingxu value a cultivator so much!
Moreover, Zhang Yu should change his habit of showing off; he has little ability but talks a lot!

Now look what's happened, we've offended someone!
Oh no, I offended more than one person!
What can you say? Even if he and Master Qingxu encountered Mao Jiang, they wouldn't dare say they could escape unscathed. That may be true, but who wants to hear that?
Could you please provide an example that carries a negative connotation, perhaps from someone who wasn't present at the time?
Ridiculous!
Mr. Lu was extremely exhausted. If it weren't for his uncle's sake, the Xuanmen sect in the capital wouldn't have accepted him.

"Mr. Lu!"

Zhang Yu wanted to put up a fight. He didn't think he had said or done anything wrong, so why should he be allowed to leave?

Judging from the appearance of the three siblings, Bai Lu, they are about the same age as him, and seem capable of killing Mao Jiang.
Mao Jiang, is it some kind of useless thing?
Is it that easy to kill them?

How can you expect him to believe it?!
"go out."

Mr. Lu adjusted his glasses with a flick of his finger, his voice clear and gentle, but his words were ruthless: "Don't make me say it a third time."

Zhang Yu could only leave resentfully, glaring at Bai Chen before he left, then stood at the door—he was leaving, but he still needed to listen to the meeting.

Bai Chen glared back fiercely without showing any weakness.

It's just a glare, who's afraid of who! The smaller one is the one who's embarrassed!
snort!
He's no longer a country bumpkin with no connections!
He has an older sister!
His sister is incredibly awesome!

Whether in the past or now, Bai Chen has never felt inferior because he comes from a rural area, and it's even less likely now!

You should know that even if Master Qingxu and Master Songfeng together couldn't beat his sister!
Mr. Lu and Master Qingxu are on the same level, and their cultivation levels should be comparable!

That means he still can't beat his sister!

What is he afraid of?!
Although we don't provoke trouble, we are absolutely not afraid of trouble—this is important, but only if we have the ability. If we don't have the ability, we suggest we play it safe and develop our strength cautiously.

Actually, if Zhang Yu hadn't made things difficult for him, Bai Chen would definitely have been a good student who would have listened to lectures and broadened his horizons. But he bullied his sister, and who could tolerate that?

Killing a zombie rid the people of a menace—is that wrong? Why am I being questioned and criticized?

I can’t stand it, I absolutely can’t stand it!
But Bai Chen wasn't a reckless person. He dared to do this partly because of his sister. After all, appearances still needed to be maintained. If he were to be known as a pushover in this circle, wouldn't that make him easy prey for anyone?

On the other hand, he trusted Master Qingxu's character. In their few meetings, Bai Chen quite liked the old man, finding him kind, approachable, and knowledgeable. His intuition told him that Master Qingxu would definitely be on his side.

His sister is so exceptionally talented that if Master Qingxu had even a shred of appreciation for talent, he would never let her suffer any injustice. That's why he dares to be so presumptuous.

If the situation is not favorable to his side, Bai Chen will not act rashly!
As it turned out, he was right; Zhang Yu was kicked out!
Cool!
Because of Zhang Yu's outburst, no one dared to underestimate Bai Lu anymore. Regardless of her abilities, her position in Master Qingxu's heart was absolutely top-notch.

You should know that Zhang Yu is that person's nephew!
They just kicked me out like that!
"Okay, continue—"

Master Qingxu coughed lightly, then paused for a second: "Where were we?"

Bai Chen reminded him, "The hairy zombie has turned into a black zombie."

Yes, that's right.

Master Qingxu remembered: "Xiaolu just said that they dispersed the Mao Jiang's cultivation, causing its realm to drop to Black Jiang, which means that the situation is more serious than we currently understand."

(End of this chapter)